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Steeleye Span
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King Henry
Lyricist:Timothy Daniel Hart, Robert Michael L Johnson, Frederick Stanley Kemp, Peter Knight, Nigel John Pegrum, Madelaine Edith Prior, Traditional
Let never a man a wooing wend That lacketh things three A store of gold, an open heart And full of charity
And this was seen of King Henry Though he lay quite alone For he's taken him to a haunted hall Seven miles from the town
He's chased the deer now him before And the doe down by the den Till the fattest buck in all the flock King Henry he has slain
His huntsman followed him to the hall To make them burly cheer When loud the wind was heard to sound And an earthquake rocked the floor
And darkness covered all the hall Where they sat at their meat The gray dogs, yowling, left their food And crept to Henry's feet
And louder howled the rising wind And burst the fastened door And in there came a grisly ghost Stamping on the floor
Her head hit the roof-tree of the house Her middle you could not span Each frightened huntsman fled the hall And left the king alone
Her teeth were like the tether stakes Her nose like club or mell And nothing less she seemed to be Than a fiend that comes from hell
Some meat, some meet you, King Henry Some meat you give to me Go kill your horse you, King Henry And bring him here to me
He's gone and slain his berry brown steed Though it made his heart full sore For she's eaten up both skin and bone Left nothing but hide and hair
More meat, more meet you, King Henry More meat you give to me Go kill your gray-hounds, King Henry And bring them here to me
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com He's gone and slain his good gray-hounds It made his heart full sore She's eaten up both skin and bone Left nothing but hide and hair
More meat, more meet you, King Henry More meat you give to me Go fell your goss-hawks, King Henry And bring them here to me
And when he's slain his gay goss-hawks It made his heart full sore She's eaten them up both skin and bone Left nothing but feathers bare
Some drink, some drink you, King Henry Some drink you give to me Oh, you sew up your horse's hide And bring in a drink to me
And he's sewn up the bloody hide And a pipe of wine put in And she's drank it up all in one draught Left never a drop therein
A bed, a bed now, King Henry A bed you'll make for me Oh, you must pull the heather green And make it soft for me
And pulled has he the heather green And made for her a bed And taken has he his gay mantle And o'er it has spread
Take off your clothes now, King Henry And lie down by my side Now swear, now swear you, King Henry To take me for your bride.
Oh God forbid, says King Henry, That ever the like betide That ever a fiend that comes from hell Should stretch down by my side
When the night was gone and the day was come And the sun shone through the hall The fairest lady that ever was seen Lay between him and the wall
I've met with many a gentle knight That gave me such a fill But never before with a courteous knight That gave me all my will
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